38,5/50 cm scissor and quill pen work, took one week to almost complete. Till i became
behind bunches of blocks of flats. One night while walking down Calea Grivitei i saw 6 guys beating a tall
fellow in front of a night club. Couldn't do much about it, since the turf belonged to particular characters
you don't wanna mess with. I guess the piece is a muffled cry for help of sorts.
In case you're wondering i'm fine, it's not a personal outburst but more like a mental state.